Wrapping me in darkness are the many hours of black
Days are now shorter as cold thick curtains of night close my sight
A decaying moon still strong glides across my frosted window
Here in bed is where I find nothing
Wrapping me in darkness are the many hours of black
Days are now shorter as cold thick curtains of night close my sight
A decaying moon still strong glides across my frosted window
Here in bed is where I find nothing
quite true.
some folks are challenged pretty good when it comes to this topic.
like me and rocks or cd's.
rock cd's:D
oh my god.
how about my disaster of poetry.
holy smokes, justam.
it grows like a storm.
i have no idea where to begin.
what a catastrophe.
My sister's husband collects documents, booklets, and books to do with his job. Their garage has had to be made into a library and they still have every wall lined with his collection around the house. It's eccentric, but he feels he needs the paper copies. My sister loves him so much she accepts it, but it's difficult for her to live there and not feel crowded out.
My sister's husband collects documents, booklets, and books to do with his job. Their garage has had to be made into a library and they still have every wall lined with his collection around the house. It's eccentric, but he feels he needs the paper copies. My sister loves him so much she accepts it, but it's difficult for her to live there and not feel crowded out.
It seems like I am falling apart.
I wanna run, hide, and scream.
But I cannot move and my voice goes unheard.
Consuming my life till’ I run all of me out of mine, out of me
Maybe I just wanna be tiny again.
last night i asked the sky
i asked the sky to shine on you
i said please no cold raining sky
her bones, she wants them warmed
i want them warm
so today,
maybe just maybe
the sun is for you
it is just for you
maybe today,
the sun is just for you
just for you
today the sun is for you
just for you
the sun is for you
Hear the voices and what they bring
What they bring gives me pain, gives me suffering pain
And talk is as loud as silence, loudly whispered false throat
Hand of the bible hand on the bible
Pray to him the powerful electric t.v. minister?
go fuck yourself
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and no longer glowing skin.
my red heart
and no longer hatchet holding hand.
well done, math guy.
tomorrow maybe we can have class, yes/no?
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Days are now shorter as cold thick curtains of night close my sight
A decaying moon still strong glides across my frosted window
Here in bed is where I find nothing
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
is what i want to find
in my life
the desire to escape
life and the state of mind where i dream
tied
together
that's me
and everything i can't see
in between
what exists
right here
still
somewhere
away
Won't let the darkness swallow me.
excellent chad!
6/11/08 West Palm
and that one too
and you
yeah you...
and you and you and especially you
Fuck ya... yeah... i'm talking to you
Fuck you
:mad:
ps- but not YOU ... this is not for you. xo
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I love it! Kind of sounds like Dr. Seuss.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
angels share laughter
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
sits a 1/2 pot of coffee
wishing it could be
poured into your
big red cup
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
quite true.
some folks are challenged pretty good when it comes to this topic.
like me and rocks or cd's.
rock cd's:D
oh my god.
how about my disaster of poetry.
holy smokes, justam.
it grows like a storm.
i have no idea where to begin.
what a catastrophe.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
My sister's husband collects documents, booklets, and books to do with his job. Their garage has had to be made into a library and they still have every wall lined with his collection around the house. It's eccentric, but he feels he needs the paper copies. My sister loves him so much she accepts it, but it's difficult for her to live there and not feel crowded out.
no hours for me next week ?
zero - none ?
we'll see about that !
that is out of control
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Well, it is unusual.
I wanna run, hide, and scream.
But I cannot move and my voice goes unheard.
Consuming my life till’ I run all of me out of mine, out of me
Maybe I just wanna be tiny again.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Tomorrow will soon be here
I don't know why I feel this way
I think I wish it was next week
I hate wishing days away
i asked the sky to shine on you
i said please no cold raining sky
her bones, she wants them warmed
i want them warm
so today,
maybe just maybe
the sun is for you
it is just for you
maybe today,
the sun is just for you
just for you
today the sun is for you
just for you
the sun is for you
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
What they bring gives me pain, gives me suffering pain
And talk is as loud as silence, loudly whispered false throat
Hand of the bible hand on the bible
Pray to him the powerful electric t.v. minister?
go fuck yourself
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce